After sending the others out on their missions, Hela finally gave Duke's left arm a serious look. "Looks like you've gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble."
Even Hela said so, which meant this curse was no trivial matter. The Crawford Family placed immense importance on their direct descendants.
Otherwise, it would not have troubled even Merrick. He was capable of directly devouring certain curse powers.
"Still, it's fine. Momo can deal with this." After probing it with her spiritual power, Hela spoke.
At that moment, Momo crawled out of Hela's right eye, moved down her arm, and came to Duke's left arm, stopping where the curse power was concentrated.
As a Level Two Dream Demon Beetle, curse power was the finest food it could have.
It lay atop the armband on Duke's left arm. Beneath the armband was where the curse power had gathered, suppressed there by the armband's force to prevent it from spreading and causing greater damage.
Momo let out an exceedingly faint hiss, yet it sounded as if space itself were being torn apart.
Several crystal-like spikes emerged from its back, suddenly lighting up with a deep, ghostly purple glow that seemed capable of swallowing all light.
An indescribable ripple, carrying an icy, hollow, chaotic aura, spread from its tiny body and instantly enveloped Duke's arm.
Its body, covered in fine scales, arched slightly. Its six slender yet terrifyingly powerful limbs gripped Duke's armband tightly.
It did not try to damage the armband. Instead, it pressed its mouthparts—not the usual chewing mouthparts of an insect, but something more like a tiny, constantly rotating void vortex—precisely against the core rune node suppressing the curse within the armband.
A piercing shriek, sharp enough to stab through the soul, exploded in Duke's mind. He felt as if his